What cinched it, though, was very simple. DJ loved her friend and she knew that Kimmy needed this lifestyle badly. Besides, who couldn’t use a willi...g, enthusiastic slave? It was contrary to how DJ thought of their relationship in the past and everything, as well as how she grew up, but the more she considered it, the better it sounded. Kimmy could go from family irritant to family cum dump easier than most and still be as much fun to hang around as ever.“Okay, but you can’t work outside the. She answered the door, a sweet smile prepared for the fat old bishop, but when she saw the black-armoured giants accompanying him, her look immediately soured.“What are these pagan brutes doing, standing on holy ground!” she demanded, accusing, “Is it the habit of the church to give in to the demands of a mortal king who surrounds himself with witches and brutes? You know where this path leads, Mathys, if we begin bowing before secular authority, it weakens the church as a whole.”The Bishop. All the sexual energy in the air started my juices flowing too and a tent my forming in my running shorts. Instead of making coffee, I decided to head back to the room and see if I could dip my dick into my wife. I open the door to find her in the bed still sleeping. She was sleeping on her side with her back to me on the edge of the bed. The covers were only covering her top half leaving a perfect view of her snatch and ass. It looked good enough to eat, so that is exactly what I did. I. I want you to fuck me, John, with this wonderful cock of yours,” she says with a highly aroused voice, “and I want Wynn to watch from a very good position.”Eve takes me by the cock and leads me to the chair where Wynn is sitting. Then she puts one foot on the seat of the chair next to Wynn while she spreads her legs, facing Wynn so that Wynn has a very good view on her pussy. My god, this is great, her dripping wet pussy, vagina still open, her clit proudly pointing forward, a very inviting.